Tag: my shitty brushes
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Resistance Every Day
I show up here every day, even if I only have a teeny tiny piece of art that is the sole creative output of my day. I show up because once I have been here and posted ‘this is what I made today’ I know that I have beaten fitever wur cauin the deil the…
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Deconstruction and Integration
A large piece of brown packing paper has been annoying me for days, perhaps longer. I saved it to paint on later, then slotted it into a place where it just kept getting in the way. Today I tore it up, and put it back together to make painting surfaces. Deconstruction and integration. I used…
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Critic Versus Paintbrush
The remnants of my recent migraine were crawling around my brain today, combined with not enough sleep brought on by staying up too late last night watching art YouTube and wondering if I am going to go on the rollercoaster that is the learning curve of making vlogs. I’m not sure if it’s me, really.…
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Sunday Sketch
Interesting that my interpretation comes out looking much more stern than the vulnerability and softness of the reference, but then I have been watching footage of white supremacists setting fire to a hotel with human beings they trapped inside, and it was in England, not Gaza. So that’s all I have today. Til the morn,…
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Still Life and Water Mini Drama
I was not in the mood for painting faces when I started painting today, but I had no idea what to paint. I don’t really do this, but I know a lot of artists will just paint their supplies when they are stuck, so I thought I would have a go. Fun fact – you…
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Revolting
Today I channelled some emotions into painting. Being called revolting by some ludicrous person indulging herself in manufactured outrage over a bit of theatre featuring queer folk needs an outlet. I painted several studies in my sketchbook, and then questioned whether I have reached a comfort zone, and pulled out a canvas for another sketch.…
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Five Minute Sketch
We had visitors today, including Murphy the glorious Lurcher. Doggie bosies are the best. I only had five minutes to paint, so naturally I picked a complex pose from my new book. The ups and downs of blind selection, I suppose. I’m going to give this one another go with more time, because it’s an…
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Sleepless in Fife
I had one of those nights where sleep evades, and then when it comes, the movie is bad. Ugh. I pulled up the canvas I prepped yesterday, and started sketching Murphy onto it. I didn’t spend long painting at all, but I’m glad I got started. I decided to start a new canvas, rather than…
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Eight Times One Face
I am a few weeks behind in keeping up with the Let’s Face It classes. This is fine, you buy the course, you have access to the classes for life, but it is nice to get the community feel of the class group. I’m going to jump back in with whatever class lands on Monday,…
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It’s Just Paint
I remember when getting the Tories out meant getting the Tories out. It no longer does. They’re wearing a different coloured ribbon, tho, woop woop. I wrote a long political post, and then condensed it down to the above. There you have it. We aren’t headed in a good direction. Anyway, I got a bit…
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Practise Makes Progress
Today I pulled out my A4 sketchbook and plastered some gesso onto some pages. They probably don’t need the gesso for what I planned to do, but spreading gesso on a page is as much of a ritual and a signal as it is a specific requirement. It tells you something is happening. Even though…
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Rotating Sketchbooks
I spent the day in several sketchbooks today, rotating as things dried. This is a process I enjoy, and find it results in ideas springing out of nowhere. This happened today, but the first version of the idea required my printer for a part of it, and my printer wasn’t playing. It’s the first time…
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